i go by bucky, mutuals can call me theo. 19, he/him. bisexual, if that matters.
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two shots a round/fifty rounds a magazine
At a well-to-do speakeasy in Prohibition era Chicago, 26 year old Theodore Decker runs into a well-dressed man with a passion for drinking—a man that would soon whisk him away into the seedy underbelly of the White City.
the return of will byers
The Party teams up to take down Vecna, but they hit an obstacle—Vecna’s Curse. Forgotten traumas, regrets, and abilities resurface as their time runs out.
neptune's ocean
Pippa is a lesbian, and Theo doesn’t care—until she brings up Boris.
the one where will finds out
After getting too drunk during a date-gone wrong, Mike reveals to a taken Will that he's in love with him.
strangely coexisting
After Hawkins splits in two, the Byers family are left functionally homeless. Thankfully, the Wheelers (well, Mike Wheeler, to be specific) invite them to stay at their house. Sitcom shenanigans ensue as the two families learn to coexist in the same space.
you're moving much too fast (you know you can't escape the past)
It’s September 3rd, 1971, and Will can’t wait to start fresh at Columbia—that is, until he discovers that his randomly assigned roommate is the one and only Mike Wheeler, who he’d done his best to forget. Buried feelings and unaddressed tension resurface as the boys navigate their first two years of college.
In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.
You clearly don't go here or to queer history and signaling, or both, enough to have this conversation and I'm not going to explain it to you. You could have asked questions, you could have done even a modicum of research. You didn't and you made yourself look ignorant. Goodbye.
I actually do think we should discourage women from becoming housewives. Do not become financially dependent on a man. That's how a lot of women ended up dead over the years. A man gets violent suddenly and you have to choose between homelessness or potentially dying at his hand because you have an enormous gap in your resume and no degrees or certifications or anything that will help you pursue a career that will allow you to be financially independent. He owns your bank account. His name is probably the one on the car. Try and leave and he can report it stolen. Where will you go then?
And if you do become a housewife, take steps to protect yourself. Make sure you’re legally married, for starters; stay-at-home girlfriends have very little legal recourse to claim their partner’s assets in a breakup. Make sure your name is on the house deed/rental agreement, and have your car in your name, even if your spouse is paying for it. Have your spouse transfer money every month into an account solely in your name, so you can buy yourself things without needing permission, but also so you can save up to leave if needed.
If your spouse fights you on any of this, then don’t quit your job. The tradwife to poverty pipeline is real, and so is financial abuse.
also, many women/people experience controlling behaviour and domestic violence from their partner for the first time during pregnancy. don’t risk thinking “he’s just stressed, it’ll get better when the baby comes” because it won’t. neither you and your child will ever be safe with that man. get out as early and safely as you can
a body count not as in homicide nor as in sexuality but as in the trail of people from my childhood and adolescence i should’ve been a better friend to and taken better care of but i was too busy being caught up in my own heartache to recognize their own and therefore our relationship tapered off in an extremely unsatisfying way that continuously manifests itself as a thrumming sense of grief in my chest. anyway which restaurant chains have the best free pre-meal bread?
really love keeping up with my mutuals through their little tags and vent posts. getting updates on how they’re doing is something like: glad to know your job at the library is going well. i’m sorry you haven’t gotten that raise. glad your finals went well. i’m sorry your teacher is so unhelpful. glad your tv show got renewed. i’m sorry they killed your favorite character. glad that you scored tickets to see your favorite artist. i’m sorry they aren’t touring near you at all. glad your cat is doing well. i’m sorry your mom is sick again. glad you’re feeling better now that it’s your favorite season. i’m sorry your meds aren’t working. glad you’re married now. i’m sorry you have to step back for your mental health. glad you’re still here. i’m sorry life is so hard. glad you’re alive, i hope things get easier for you soon